Chapter 348 I Was Just an Otaku at that Time

Everyone got up one after another, Xu Tengbo looked shocked.

I cut off a section of the broken filament and looked at it carefully against the light on the roof.

The thin threads are as light as hair, and can sway with the airflow when you wave your arms slightly, which shows how light it is.

However, such thin threads, as light as hair and as light as nothing, are enough to bear the weight of Xu Tengbo and many others, and they can still withstand my blow without any combat skills. It is really shocking. I was horrified.

He handed the filament to Xu Tengbo, who looked confused and horrified, and asked with false concern: "How do you feel?"

At this time, although Xu Tengbo had taken a deep breath, he was still not awakened from the fear. He looked straight at me like an idiot, his eyes were terrifying, as if he had lost his soul.

Only then did I become a little worried, so I couldn't help but patted his shoulder and said, "Are you okay?"

Xu Tengbo was lightly patted by me, and his whole body trembled. Then, as if he had regained his consciousness, he let out a soft "Ah" and fell to the ground exhausted. His face was as white as paper in an instant.

"Hey, are you okay?" Not knowing why, I finally felt something was wrong and hurriedly leaned down to check Xu Tengbo's physical condition.

But I'm not a priest, so I don't know how to check the condition. I can only look up and down randomly, cursing myself in my heart for why I didn't think of bringing a priest with me?

At this moment, the leader of the Iron Wolf Guild came forward, squatted down, and began to examine Xu Tengbo's body.

After checking a little, he said: "It's okay, I'm just frightened. Let's take a short rest here first."

I nodded, and then a group of people sat down side by side against the wall. Sitting like this has many advantages. When the body is stuck by the sudden filaments, you can hold on to the raised rock wall to stop it. The others can also take some time. Come to the rescue.

As soon as I sat down, I couldn't wait to ask the leader of the Iron Wolf Guild: "Are you a priest?"

The leader of the Iron Wolf Guild nodded.

"No wonder, I saw that your technique when examining Xu Tengbo was very professional." I asked again: "So, you have also done fading tasks?"

He nodded again.

"Already done?"

He shook his head.

I'm a little crazy, I'm not good at this guy who looks more than he talks.

Just when I was thinking about whether it was time to chat with Harold Yula and the others, the leader of the Iron Wolf team suddenly spoke: "My name is Monroe, and your name is An Xiaoyi, right?"

I nodded.

"I see you are not very old, how could you have such a strong murderous intention?" Monroe frowned, with a serious face, and said, "What did you do before?"

"How long ago did you mean before?"

"Well" Monroe was silent for a moment and said, "What did you do before you became an adventurer?"

"Oh, you're talking about that time." I thought about it, but decided not to hide it: "At that time, I was a homebody. I was very homely, and I might not leave the house once a year."

These words immediately made everyone confused. Not only confused, but also confused.

"What does otaku mean?"

Yura tilted his head and asked me.

"Oh, otaku," I thought for a while, and said, "I carry it with me at home every day, never leave the door, never interact directly with other people face to face, the highest state of eating and waiting to die."

After hearing this, Yura chuckled: "That's quite appropriate. Every day, except when I go home, I just hang out in the dungeon. I only fight monsters by myself. I never see you team up with a second person."

Oh, the word ‘otaku’ was actually given a new definition by Yura.

Monroe thought for a moment and then said: "Then you haven't had any other profession?"

Looking at his interrogating look, I spread my hands and said, "Are you interrogating the prisoner?"

His attitude softened a little and said: "Sorry, I feel a little uncomfortable with your sudden murderous intention just now, and I lost my composure."

"It's okay, I understand." I chuckled and said, "Don't mention you, even the monsters in the dungeon would run away when they saw me in that state. Oh, don't mind, I'm not targeting you. Compared with those monsters, it means that your senses are very sharp, yes, that’s it.”

As I explained, I used various mocking words to mock him.

Monroe moved his mouth, but in the end, not a word came out.

Harold fiddled with the thin wire I handed him for a while and said, "I didn't expect this thin wire to be so tough. Can you guess what material it is made of?"

I shook my head: "I don't know, maybe it's spider silk, but I rarely see ghost-faced spiders using spider silk as an attack method."

"You've only seen the Ghost-Faced Spider a few times," Jin Siqi mocked.

"Oh? It seems like you've seen the Ghost-Faced Spider spin silk to attack~"

Jin Siqi didn't speak, just snorted coldly.

Munro took the filament, looked at it carefully for a while, and said to Yura: "Yura, use fire magic."

Yura understood what he meant, raised his magic wand, and tapped it lightly on the filament. Whoops, a tiny fireball flew out from the head of the magic wand and hit the filament.

The thin strands instantly shrank like burnt hair, and within a few seconds, they turned into fly ash. At the same time, a strange smell filled the surrounding space.

The smell is a bit burnt and a bit choking, the feeling of being on a cliff and burning plastic are two different things.

More like the smell of burning hair.

When I was in junior high school, I used a lighter to burn the hair of the girl at the table in front of me.

That also made me taste the feeling of being beaten by a group of girls for the first time so far. Compared with the punches of boys, they are better at scratching and kicking people.

In short, on the way home that night, everyone who knew me would ask me invariably: Did you tease the wild cat?

It's a bit far-fetched.

Hair is made of protein, and burning hair is equivalent to burning protein. The weird smell is unforgettable.

At this moment, the burning filaments emitted the same weird smell.

I concluded in my mind: This might be spider silk.

But I didn't say. First of all, I couldn't find the source of this filament. Secondly, without any scientific basis, I said it was spider silk. They could still think it was a hidden weapon made by someone. .

In short, the conclusion is based on exact conditions. Since I don't have exact evidence, I can't confirm what this is.

While I was trying to figure it out, I heard Monroe say: "Do you know where the source of the thin line is?"

Several other people shook their heads, and I said, "Isn't it deep in the cave?"

"How do you know?" Monroe asked again.

I said matter-of-factly: "This is the thin line I cut. Of course I will know."